Original Sun on a Grand Piano

The sun's orginal, the way it flicker

It's how I want it to end

Before we disappear, we're poured like liquor

And waves come make us descend

Hearing the grass growing

Tasting the wind blowing

Feeling the suns burning

Knowing the night's coming

Fearing the distant drumming

Wondering who's humming

Raving in deep loving

I still remember the first time that you kissed me

I still remember our tongues

I still dream of your hands

They reach out and touch me

And the heavy breathing from our lungs

I feel that God in you

But your hair is longer

The wind is blowing in your hair

I see you in the soft sunlight of September

I thank the Lord in my prayer

Hearing the grass growing

Tasting the wind blowing

Feeling the sun's burning

Knowing the night's coming

Raging the waves crashing in

Fearing the distant drumming

Woundering who's humming

Loving with shortcomings

Raving in deep loving

The sun's original, the way it flutter

I've never seen it before

Before it disappears, we melt like butter

And waves come wash us offshore